The Kingdom of God in the Mountains of New Guinea

Near the end of our first ‘term’ in the Philippines, we visited the neighbouring country of Indonesia. There was a small group of us that were moving from country-specific roles up to “Asia Area” and this trip was to meet colleagues we would be working with. We still connect with some of these folks in our Global roles!

While we were in Sentani on the island of New Guinea (the farthest East in Indonesia you can get!) a really cool opportunity came our way. There would be a Bible dedication up in the mountains. The little “missionary plane” was supposed to be full but there was a chance some people might cancel. If we were willing to be at the hangar at 5am, we might be able to go! We’re not morning people, but we got up with the hope of adventure. We all have to weigh in because these planes need to be well balanced. About three minutes before take off we were told, yes, you can go! And off we went.

We left the coast behind us and climbed up over the jungle. There are no roads here. Only airstrips--often grass. We circled the village to make sure the landing strip was clear and down we went. We landed uphill and were immediately surrounded by people pushing the plane up to its resting place. Oh, before we left, I asked what would be appropriate for me to wear to this event and they said something along the lines of ‘anything you brought for this trip should be fine.’ What no one had told us was that the traditional celebratory garments in the village left little, if anything, to the imagination. After the initial shock, we came to appreciate that they were comfortable worshipping God in this way and that none of the Westerners had told them they needed to change this cultural aesthetic.

We were treated like special guests even though we personally had not done any work on this project. There was a couple from our organization that had been there for 34 years! Some of their supporters and church members came out for this celebration and we were seated on stage along with them. There were tearful speeches of gratitude and praise being translated between Indonesian, English and the local language. There were songs of praise and worship being sung in all these languages as well. Even more amazing is that there were guests from other villages that were not fluent in any of these languages but they were celebrating as well; this language group was already sharing the Good News with the people groups they traded with. They had formed a vibrant expression of the Church even as the Scriptures were still being translated.

Aside from the somewhat cliched (but incredibly meaningful to us) ‘missionaries in the jungle’ experience we had, we were struck by what this means for the global church. It wasn’t we as individuals who were worth celebrating at all. And you, dear readers, might think you are far removed from this as well. You are not! As we are all a part of the Kingdom; we are all connected! This celebration was about the global church reaching in and connecting with the church in this village. We aren’t saved in isolation, nevermind growing in our faith; we require relationship. Even ‘a church’ needs the rest of the Body.

After the new Bibles were handed out, there was a feast! And this was only part of a three day celebration! We got to tour around the village and on the way back, I got to sit up front with the pilot!

Bonnie

Minimum Wage

Please note that this post is not a veiled request for additional support; we always make our support needs known as clearly and plainly as possible. This blog is a reflection on what it means, in a Kingdom that “is in, but not of”  this world, to be rewarded for the work that we do.

As some of you may know, Bonnie and I have been working to find answers to some issues with visa requirements that have come up with our host country. One possible impediment is that in order for officials to feel comfortable extending our stay, they would like to be certain that we are earning at least “minimum wage” for this country.

That sparked an interesting conversation. “So, we would make more here flipping burgers than we do as highly skilled workers in our jobs with Wycliffe?”

The answer is both “yes”, but also a very emphatic “no”!

Photo by Micheile Henderson on Unsplash

10 years ago, we were well-heeled yuppies with promising careers. That was never taken away from us; we made a choice. Through a great deal of prayer, we came to the conclusion that our skills and abilities were worth more to the Kingdom than what we were doing with them. So we left those jobs and moved to southeast Asia to work with Wycliffe.

For us, the question was then, and continues to be now, whether it made more sense for us to have high-paying jobs so we could support someone who could do the work better than we could, or to go ourselves. And so,  “compensation” for our time and effort has taken on a very different meaning.

That is definitely not to say we’re now so much more spiritual and less worldly, but that money has been put into context for us. Yes, we could earn more money flipping burgers. No, we would not be as well rewarded.

It isn’t just the opportunity to see more of the world, but the chance to work alongside people from different cultures and backgrounds, and to be welcomed into their lives and their homes. To be part of something that is so much bigger than ourselves, and to feel that our contribution is important to that effort. And to be able to share that with those who sent us here, to be a bridge between the world from which we came and the world which we now inhabit.

So, money has become a means to an end. It has lost both its allure and its taboo; we freely discuss what we need in order to keep doing what we believe we’re called to be doing. But we set our salaries according to strictly practical considerations - these days, that’s what our host country requires us to have, which is just a little more than we feel we actually need.

Are we making “minimum wage”? No. We are making far more than we ever did in our old jobs; it’s just that much less of it can be measured in dollars and cents.

Evan

Curling and mission: finding our role as foreign agencies

The game of curling originated in Scotland, probably in the late Medieval period. At the risk of oversimplification, we may say that it involves one player sliding a large stone disc across the ice, trying to have it end up in the center of the target on the other side of the playing area. 

As the rock slides, that player’s teammates run alongside it with brooms, sweeping the ice to clear debris or to polish the surface. This serves to speed up or even slightly change the direction of the stone to align it with the target - all without ever actually touching the stone in any way.

Image by "Photo Mix" from Pixabay

In past models of mission, foreign agencies have “thrown” the stone, and expected local partners to run alongside, smoothing things over and clearing the path. We have made it their job to ensure that our vision for their communities is achieved. In many ways, this echoed and reinforced the model set forth by colonialism.

That isn’t to say that everything ever done was wrong. There have been times when foreign agencies entered new areas where partnership was not yet on the table. The challenge there becomes one of helping local communities imagine their own expanded possibilities, rather than imposing upon them our ideas of what flourishing looks like for their context. With time, patience, mutual respect, and personal relationships, that can grow into partnership.

And as that grows, we who work in foreign agencies see that our role needs to be to step aside - or rather, to step alongside. Not to exit the game, but to take on the role of sweepers; to make use of the resources with which we have been entrusted to help make sure that their stones slide true.

Evan

Jesus - Christmas Day 2020

 We have come through a long journey in Advent to the joy of Christmas Day, when we at last celebrate the birth of Jesus.

In telling the story of Jesus’ birth, the angel in Matthew quotes the prophecy in Isaiah, which gives us the word, “Emmanuel” - God with us.

“She will bear a son, and you are to name him Jesus, for he will save his people from their sins.” All this took place to fulfill what had been spoken by the Lord through the prophet:

“Look, the virgin shall conceive and bear a son,
and they shall name him Emmanuel,”

which means, “God is with us.” 

- Matthew 1:21-23

It has become a common theme to fast-forward from here to Calvary; no sooner is the baby laid gently in a manger, than the full-grown man is nailed to a cross. But in so doing, we miss “Emmanuel”; we miss “God with us”. This is not to subtract from Good Friday and Easter, but to dwell within the time in between.

So, on this Christmas Day, we invite you to sit for a while and ponder the incredible mystery of the Incarnation. Ponder the love of a God who would enter into our world - and not as a mighty conqueror, but as a helpless child. A God who would live all our most painful experiences - and some far too painful for most of us to imagine. A God who would submit to learning to walk, to learning to feed himself. A God,

who, though he was in the form of God,
did not regard equality with God
as something to be exploited,
but emptied himself,
taking the form of a slave,
being born in human likeness.

- Philippians 2:6-7a

Lent is coming soon enough, and soon after that Good Friday, and then the glorious joy of Easter. But for now, let us not jump forward. Let us live, for now, in that in-between, and imagine what it might have been like to listen to and learn from Jesus in our world. The gospels take no shortcuts from Bethlehem to Golgotha; let us take our cues from them and take the time, this Christmas and beyond, to experience “God with us”.

Evan and Bonnie 

Love - The Fourth Sunday of Advent 2020

The fourth candle of Advent is known as the “love” candle. Jesus is about to arrive and he will show us how to truly live and love through his life and teachings. This love that is described many times throughout scripture finally comes to life. Christ tells us how important this is:

28 One of the scribes came near and heard them disputing with one another, and seeing that he answered them well, he asked him, “Which commandment is the first of all?” 29 Jesus answered, “The first is, ‘Hear, O Israel: the Lord our God, the Lord is one; 30 you shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your mind, and with all your strength.’ 31 The second is this, ‘You shall love your neighbour as yourself.’ There is no other commandment greater than these.” - Mark 12: 28-31

Jesus answers the scribe with scripture. (Deuteronomy 6:4&5 and Leviticus 19:18) This was not a new concept but he tied these two together in a new way. This has always been the most important key to understanding the way of God.

16 “For God so loved the world that he gave his only Son, so that everyone who believes in him may not perish but may have eternal life”. - John 3:16

More than just a commandment, the Messiah is the embodiment of love:

7 Beloved, let us love one another, because love is from God; everyone who loves is born of God and knows God. 8 Whoever does not love does not know God, for God is love. 9 God’s love was revealed among us in this way: God sent his only Son into the world so that we might live through him. 10 In this is love, not that we loved God but that he loved us and sent his Son to be the atoning sacrifice for our sins. 11 Beloved, since God loved us so much, we also ought to love one another. 12 No one has ever seen God; if we love one another, God lives in us, and his love is perfected in us. - 1 John 4:7-12

Some people are easy to love and some are difficult. We might feel that we can love those different from us as long as they stay away and are from our lives. Getting involved can be messy. Or maybe we have a hard time loving people that are too much like us but with a small yet significant difference. We were never called to make everyone like us, but rather love them as they are and pray that we all are transformed by God’s love working in us.

He has told you, O mortal, what is good;
    and what does the Lord require of you
but to do justice, and to love kindness,
    and to walk humbly with your God?
-Micah 6:8

As we near Christmas Day, let us all be full of the love and light of Christ!
 

Joy - Third Sunday of Advent 2020

The candle we light on the third Sunday of Advent is known both as “the candle of joy” and as “the shepherds’ candle”.

In that region there were shepherds living in the fields, keeping watch over their flock by night. Then an angel of the Lord stood before them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid; for see—I am bringing you good news of great joy for all the people: to you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, who is the Messiah, the Lord. This will be a sign for you: you will find a child wrapped in bands of cloth and lying in a manger.” And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host, praising God and saying,

“Glory to God in the highest heaven,
and on earth peace among those whom he favors!”

When the angels had left them and gone into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, “Let us go now to Bethlehem and see this thing that has taken place, which the Lord has made known to us.” So they went with haste and found Mary and Joseph, and the child lying in the manger. When they saw this, they made known what had been told them about this child; and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds told them. 

Luke 2:8-18

I have heard people define “joy” as simply personal happiness, but I have also heard dour, unhappy people twist their brains into pretzels attempting to define “joy” in a way that makes their clearly unpleasant demeanours somehow virtuous.

Both of these approaches are thinking too small. I think the story of the shepherds opens our minds to something bigger. The shepherds dropped everything to pursue the joyful message of the angel, and once they had seen it for themselves, told everyone around them.

In one of Jesus’ shortest parables, we find something similar:

“The kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field, which someone found and hid; then in his joy he goes and sells all that he has and buys that field.”

Matthew 13:44

Joy is a motivator. It is neither simple personal happiness nor some abstract spiritual virtue. It is that which makes us drop everything for the sake of what Jesus is offering. Not out of guilt, not out of obligation, but because we cannot help but see how much better it is. Our own joy compels us to seek the same for everyone around us.

Fear is also a motivator. It makes us hold tight to what we have and to lash out at anyone or anything threatening that to which we are most attached. Fear sees itself in everything, and it is often those who are most afraid who accuse others of fearfulness.

The angel entreated the shepherds to choose joy over fear. Here, at the beginning of a new year, in the hopeful, flickering light of our Advent candles, which will we choose?

Peace - The Second Sunday of Advent 2020

 

 

One of my favourite verses has always been John 14:27:

“Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled, and do not let them be afraid.” (NRSV)

The Greek word for peace here is Εἰρήνη (Eirene) which is a translation of the Hebrew שָׁלוֹם (shalom). This peace isn’t just a lack of strife, but it is a state of all things being in rightness.

Jesus is called the “Prince of Peace” and in his kingdom, there will be never-ending peace. Advent is a good reminder that his kingdom is here now, but also not yet. It has begun but we are still working to bring its fullness about. Jesus is working to reconcile all things to himself, to make right the world. As his followers we are asked to join him in this work.

“For a child has been born for us,
    a son given to us;
authority rests upon his shoulders;
    and he is named
Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,
    Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.
His authority shall grow continually,
    and there shall be endless peace
for the throne of David and his kingdom.
    He will establish and uphold it
with justice and with righteousness
    from this time onward and forevermore.”
~Isaiah 9:6&7

As we near the end of this chaotic year, let us find peace in Christ.

Peace be with you.

Bonnie

Hope - First Sunday of Advent 2020

Happy New Year!

Wait, what?! It’s November 29!

Welcome to the first Sunday of Advent. In the liturgical calendar, “Advent” (or the corresponding “Nativity Fast” in Eastern Christianity) marks the beginning of the year, not the end.

I don’t know about you, but I’ve never needed a new year as badly as I do here at the end of 2020. So, I invite you to celebrate a new year, a new beginning, today on the first Sunday of Advent, where we light the “Hope” candle.

Last month, Bonnie and I were introduced to the expression, “It’s the hope that kills you.” There are times in 2020 when that has felt true, where things seemed to be getting better, only to get worse again. But that’s not the kind of Hope to which Advent points us.

Advent recalls Jesus entering into our hopelessness to establish his Kingdom, and it foreshadows his promise to return to fulfill that Kingdom. In calling us to be part of that Kingdom, he does not just ask us merely to have hope, but to be hope.

On this Sunday of Hope, standing at the beginning of a new year, of course we hope for an end to the pandemic, for reconciliation between people torn apart by disagreements, for things to go right. But whatever the new year brings, we are messengers and servants of the true Hope, who entered into our darkness and brought light, and who has promised to return to banish darkness forever.

God’s people are called to walk with Hope in the most hopeless of times, and to open up a myriad of pinholes in the darkness for Hope to shine through, sharing the light just as it was shared with us. In a world that is tired and broken, the beginning of Advent is an invitation for us to share the good news of fresh beginnings and promises of a world made right.

So, happy New Year!

Evan

Why are we blogging Advent?

Every year the main fountain in the centre of Kandern gets turned into a giant advent wreath.
Each week a new “candle” is “lit”.

 
For most of the world, 2020 has been a pretty dark time. As this year comes to an end and we start looking forward to what comes next, let us pause to consider the light.

Advent is the time leading up to Christmas. This is when we celebrate Jesus, Emmanuel, coming into this world. He is our light in the darkness.

We don't proclaim ourselves, you see, but Jesus the Messiah as Lord, and ourselves as your servants because of Jesus; because the God who said, "Let light shine out of darkness," has shone in our hearts, to produce the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus the Messiah.

2 Corinthians 4:5-6 (Kingdom New Testament)

Join us this season as we celebrate each Advent Sunday:

29 November - Hope
06 December - Peace
13 December - Joy
20 December - Love

~ Bonnie

A Tale of Two Beauties

Living in this part of the world has a lot of unexpected perks. One of them is the beautiful city of Basel, Switzerland, which is a short car or bus ride away.

Towering among the many ancient buildings along the banks of the Rhine River is the Basel Münster, a cathedral dating back to the 1000’s. Intricate carvings, vaulted stone ceilings and richly-coloured stained glass windows create an atmosphere that is difficult to describe.

On Good Friday, when we had been in town barely more than a week, we had the opportunity to join a friend in attending a free chorale concert held in the Münster, Dvořák’s “Stabat Mater”. The combined voices of a practiced choir in perfect harmony and four world-class soloists filled the expansive cathedral with beautiful religious music.

Had that been the entire experience, it would have been enough. I could easily write this post about the beauty of the cathedral and the experience we had there. As the old saying goes, though, “a funny thing happened on the way to the cathedral.”

As we made our way through the narrow streets of Basel en route to the cathedral, we rounded a corner and heard joyful voices echoing throughout the square. Our friend, who has served many years in Africa, said, “That sounds like African music!” Sure enough, as we drew closer, we could see a large group of folks we soon discovered represented numerous countries throughout Africa. They had set up a small booth and were singing and dancing in the street, wishing everyone a joyous Easter and offering Bibles in a variety of languages.

There is a part of me which is tempted to draw some sort of comparison with the Pharisee and the tax collector praying in the temple, or to the poor widow’s two copper coins, but honestly neither of these quite rings true. Instead of a clear “winner”, I am left with two very different pictures of beauty, both of which were rich experiences in which one could, if willing, truly encounter God in worship.

As we settle into a place which is completely different from anywhere we have lived before, we are encouraged that beauty can be found just as easily in joyful, unpracticed street dancing as in the ancient hallowed spaces of the cathedral down the street. 

Evan

The Beautiful Recovery

For over a year, our post from just before leaving for New Zealand has sat, melodramatically and almost mockingly, at the top of our blog. Both of us have looked at that post and agreed that it needed to be knocked from its perch by something new, but neither of us felt a surge of creativity equal to the task.

A quick stop at Lake Louise with a couple of travelling companions on a recent work trip to Calgary.

The time has come, though, to move forward. The journey ahead of us remains long but this blog should be made to reflect that we are no longer stuck in New Zealand nor stuck in our lives as a result of the events which transpired there.

Since we last posted, we have spent more time than intended in New Zealand, followed by three months of medical leave in Canada, after which we returned to Asia to finish up our two-year term there. We've been back in Canada since summer, again longer than we planned due to follow-up medical stuff, but we're back on our feet and ready to head back overseas.

The surprise for us was "where". We had always intended to return to Asia but we were asked if we would consider relocating to Germany instead! The reasons were outlined for us and after much prayer, consideration and consultation, we felt strongly that this was where God was leading us.

Germany, of course, does cost a bit more for food and rent than what we were paying in Asia, so you'll see our budget dial on the right has sadly swung back down from the fully funded mark. We are excited, though, as we have already seen some tremendous support and enthusiasm from our partners in this work which has helped it start creeping back up.

Our hope is to depart in March 2018, which does not give us much time to secure our budget and make preparations. We're confident, though, that if God has called us then He will provide. If you or someone you know would like to be part of our team and help make that happen, we'd love to hear from you!

Feel free to contact us directly using the form on the side of the page, or click on How to Help or the Printable Donation Form.

Peace!

Evan

The Beautiful Vacation

One of my favourite stories about GK Chesterton, the prolific early 20th-century journalist, novelist, essayist and all-round larger-than-life personality, is the tale of when his friends came round to find him packing his trunk for a big trip.

"Where are you going?" they asked him.

"To London!" he exclaimed, to confused looks as they were at that moment standing in his London home. He went on to explain that he had been in London so long that he no longer saw it, he needed to travel to it again by way of many other places in order to see it anew.

We have not left Asia for over a year now. Asia is our home, we love it, but sometimes we don't really see it anymore. We forget those things that made our jaws drop and caused us to reach for our cameras. We no longer stop and wonder why people are doing some of those things that first seemed so odd to us.



As I write this we are cruising at an altitude of 8839 metres on an overnight flight to Auckland (there's no wi-fi on this flight, so we'll have landed by the time you see this). We're on our way to Asia, by way of New Zealand. A friend is getting married out there and it was a good reason to finally do a trip we'd had near the top of our list since we got married ourselves. We figure we'll swing by the wedding, climb a mountain or two and maybe visit some fjords on our way.

It's been a long time since we've turned off our "work" email and had a real vacation. We love our work and we love where we live, so it's easy for us to forget that sometimes we need to step away from what we do in order to remember why, and for Whom, we do it.

I can't promise how frequently we'll update this blog - all our good intentions haven't really resulted in a well-populated post list - but we'll be on the lookout for beauty everywhere we go. If New Zealand is still anything like it was when I was last there 15 years ago, we won't have to look too hard.

Evan